The Friendship Code (S1 Ep.16-13)

Dianne: Any of you care to explain what's going on here?!

Sofie: I think the game began...

Monic: I get the bottle.

Dianne: Monic?! I think this is a little more serious. What's going on between you two, now you spend your time upset with each other?! Is not the first this has happened and I have a feeling it won't be the last if you don't put an end to this story. We are your best friends we'll solve it together, - stretched forth her hand and continued - with impartiality…

Monic: With truth...

Sofie: With understanding…

Dianne: Come on girls.

Rose: With loyalty…

Joan: And with honour.

Joan knew there was no way out. The Friendship Code had been evoked and she made a vow. She knew Diane was right but was afraid that whatever her next step was just made the situation worse. For the other hand, she knew I wouldn't stop until I knew the whole truth, no matter how many obstacles I had to overcome. Maybe Francis was right about the process can't be stopped, just postponed. "She will find her way back to you by her own means, he said." And here I was standing before, her, before the guardians struggling to return.

Joan: I must ask the greater discretion and confidential. What I have to tell you it's not a light burden. The world is changed, but still, there are difficult issues to deal with without preconceptions, without the presence of fear. And when we do something irrational directed by fear terrible things happen.

Sofie: What are you talking about?! You'll not go to tell a ghost story to scare us, will you?

Joan: I'm afraid it's worse than ghosts, Sofie. It's a story about friendship, about love… About a curse! Can we go inside, please?!

We grabbed the blankets and headed for the living room. Joan closed the curtains and asked for some candles to Dianne.

Sofie: I don't want to hear it, please don't tell. You know I don't like that stuff. And on top of that, we are here in the middle of nowhere, alone…

Diane handed the candles to Joan and this looked to me as if she expected me to give permission to what she was about to speak of.

Joan: Fear not Sofie, I would never allow anything bad to happen to you. "Lux"-opened her hand and from it appeared a little flame.

Sofie: This is not possible, it is not logical.

Joan: The world is full of wonders, that logic and reason by itself do not explain.

Dianne: What you're talking about? How can you do that? - Touched in Joan's hand, which instantly made disappear the flame and continued. - You've got nothing here. How did you do that trick?

Joan: It's not a trick Dianne. It's a skill…

Monic: As if you were a witch... - Looked at me and realized by my serious expression that Joan was not kidding. - Wait! You're a witch. A real witch?!

Dianne: Witches don't exist. That can't be the reason why they were fighting. Truth Joan, remember?! Rose?

Rose: I'm afraid that's the truth, girls. Joan has spiritual capabilities that allow her to have control over people and nature... I am proof of that. – Said in a lower tone.

Monic: Wow, that's really cool!

Dianne had realised what I had said and with that got more intrigued.

Dianne: What were you arguing about?

Joan: I…

Dianne: No Joan, you have broken our code, you weren't loyal to us, didn't honour your word. If what you say is true, if you're really a witch, we want to hear Rose first, without you manipulating her. Rose... The truth.

Rose: Monic, remember when you asked me about professor Seth?

Monic: Yes, you got a little weird…

Rose: I got weird because I had to make a huge effort to contain the headache. At the time I tried to remember the party, I felt some strong twinges, it was like a thousand needles pricked me. I don't know who the teacher Seth is, I don't remember his face or any time that we shared.

Sofie: I saw you dancing, Joan saw it too, right? - Looked at Joan, who nodded to her question with a single gesture of her head without saying a word. - How could you not remember?

Rose: Joan erased him from my memory. That's why we were arguing. Made me forget him, made me forget what she is. And I was afraid she would do it again. She did not give me a chance to understand why she did it. If it weren't for Monic I never would have read my diary from the beginning, would never have doubted than I thought know.

Dianne: Joan, have you ever done the same to any of us?

Joan: Yes ... To all!